Happy Birthday to Me

I turned 23 on Friday...I have to say, it was not the best birthday I've ever had. At least at first. It did have some high points. But it started with a dentist appointment that was not fun (long story) and then it felt like the only people who remembered my birthday were Steve and my parents. I don't know why birthdays are such a big deal to me, but whether people close to me remember my birthday really makes or breaks my day. So I was in a funk for a good part of the day. Then, I had been craving a pizza sub from our local pizza shop (they have the best subs ever)...so I got one for supper and it was the worst one I've had from there in ages :(

On the bright side: I got a few cards in the mail, my "third grandma" brought me flowers, Steve came home for spring break, and Kaleb and Denise stopped by to bring me a gift. Then on Saturday, my dad made homemade ice cream, and a few more people remembered. Some wonderful chorale buddies called and left the chorale rendition of "happy birthday" on my voicemail...it was so horrendously off-key that I LOVED it. Definitely made me smile--thanks guys :)


In honor of my attempts to become more domestic and my upcoming marriage...Kaleb and Denise got me this apron for my birthday :)